August 3rd, 2051
You always were the stubborn type, but I never expected you to carry through with this. Sure, I knew you were dedicated to the cause, but to risk so much for so little reward? Sometimes, I'll never understand you.
Let's see... it started back in 2048, didn't it? Back when I was alive and could have actually done something for you. Back when I could have stopped you from sinking in so deep. Back when I could have stopped you from falling into hell.
You were waiting for a customer of yours, as usual, but you had to leave since he showed up that day. From what I've seen, he never actually had the intention of befriending you. He was just another member of society, doing what he was told to do. I get it now, you know. But you actually followed him, listened to what he had to say, and joined forces to help your very nemesis. You don't know it yet, but I know. I know what this will lead to, I know how this will end, I know how you will die.
The worst part is that they misled you, you know. They lied to you. I know you don't mind being lied to, but what I do know is that you hate being failed by your own mind, your own memories. And they did that to you, you hear? They did that.
Anyways, you followed him that day and it led to you finding out about what they call Project Revelation. You complied with their requests, and all of this is about to backfire. What you are doing right now is only the start. Of course, you won't remember this before a few weeks, but you are making a mistake.
You'll see, you'll regret this. Soon enough, you'll see. You'll see what they are, and what they have done to dozens, maybe hundreds. You'll see the horrors of this place, and you'll see what they have in store for you and the others. You don't have to do this, you know. You could just walk away from all this, but you'll just keep going no matter what, won't you?
It'll get you eventually, and I think you knew that. You know what it does, don't you? You can't escape your fate, I suppose. It makes no excuses, it doesn't spare anyone. The perfect executioner, isn't it? But then, that was what it was made to be.
I see you, dude. I see you making that deal. I know you don't have much of a choice, but still, I wish you could just forget about him and act as if you don't care, just like you've always done. You could just walk away, and everything would not happen the way it will, and you wouldn't die the way you will... Fate sure is cruel, isn't it?
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Rebirth
Science FictionThe sequel to Revelation that I've been dying to write, and I decide what I do so here we are. Cover by the one and only 8Abattu8. In a post-apocalyptic America conquered by the forces of North Korea, dangerous technology is uncovered and human weap...